cycleofages | Entries tagged with elena micheals

[He hadn't listened. The attempted explanation? He hadn't listened very well. Everything was new and strange and he didn't like any of it one bit. He'd almost thought, when he'd first opened his eyes and pulled his goggles down around his neck, that he'd woken up in the Airmen showers. But the bathroom was unfamiliar (and now smeared with soot here and there).

He couldn't shake the feeling of vertigo that kept hitting him, but he left the bathroom, listened to some of the explanation, and then tried to puzzle out the strange device he'd been given. He didn't have any idea how to work it or what it was supposed to do. In the slightest.]

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[It would be easier to type if he took off his flight gloves, but the thought didn't cross his mind. He didn't even realize the two garbled texts posted anywhere. The idea of a network was over his head.

At least, finally, he managed to turn on the video. Not that much could be seen because he'd smeared ash over the camera lens while trying to get the phone to work.]

Hello? Can anyone hear me? Bastion- [He was speaking English but his accent was foreign. Volstovic, to be exact, and for anyone unfamiliar with it, it came across as a blend of Russian and French. It sounded proper, just a hair shy of snobby, and though a little heavy was not unintelligible.] What is this thing, where am I. What is this language?

defenderofmen

[Elena has found someone she cared about gone and despite her best efforts she's starting to feel worried and unsure. She has been shifting but only after going a long time as a human. It's starting to put strain on her but she's managing her best. When she flicks on the phone's she looks tired but otherwise alright.]

Hello everyone.

I was given the opportunity to work on my photography here. I've spoken with someone interested in my photo's and they're putting up my work in a gallery. The opening is in about a month for those who are interested in attending.

Things have been hard lately so I hope with this we can find a little bit of something normal. It'll be a formal event.

If you have any questions please let me know.

heavythecrown

Who: Jamal Lyon, OTA
What: Trying to get out of his creative rut??
Where: Rec room
When: Nov 20, late morning
Warning: Mention of violence.

( Read more... )

playsforkeeps

Who; Elena and Remy
What; Remy decides it's time to get Elena out of HQ for a while
Where; Wherever the night takes them
When; November 12th-13th, evening - early morning

( The tragedy is how you're gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on )

notonmyspace

Who: Tony Stark, OTA
What: Armor Test, this should go well
Where: The park for now
When: 11/7 afternoon

Tony had the feeling this wasn't going to go well. Stark Tech tests rarely did,, but that is why he took the armor to the park instead of testing it elsewhere. At least here someone could see him if he crashed. He sighed as he flexed his arms and legs and heard the wine and hiss of the servos. "Well at least the main parts work," he muttered to himself as he moved to the center of the park and took a deep breath. "No time like the present to break the streak."

He took a deep breath and counted to three before firing up the boots and very quickly crashed back down to the ground. "Okay that was embarrassing."

defenderofmen

Who: Elena Michaels & Pulse
What: Getting Pizza!
Where: Outside of HQ; PIZZA
When: 11/2; evening -> night
Warnings: None yet; will edit if I must

Elena meet at the promised time just outside of the hidden doors leading down to HQ. Things have been hectic though there was little she could do about it. There wasn't anywhere else to run and once again she'd begun to enjoy aspects of her new life.

Despite having more time she found herself busy and putting off plans. It was time to make up for some of that now. She wasn't sure what to wear and didn't like shopping. She ended up wearing something nice though it wasn't overly dressy. It was comfortable.

When she spotted Pulse walking towards her a small smile tugged at her lips. "Was I early or were you late?"

swansongs

[Sure, the rooms are pretty nice, the building's quiet and clean, no one's tried to beat him over the head or anything yet, but that doesn't make Dyme any happier. He has no idea how he got here, why he's here, or where he is. He'd just finally found his happiness; now it's been taken away from him again.]

What the hell is going on? I know, yeah, I got the warm welcome but no offense to anyone, that doesn't tell me jack shit. This kind of thing is called kidnapping.

[Except not really? He has no fucking idea what it is, but he knows that he doesn't like it.]

I would appreciate some help.

evercyclic

Who; EVERYONE!
What; Airy has invited everyone to a Halloween Party.
Where; Cafeteria & Recreation Room
When; October 27th - 31st
Warnings; Horror.

Airy had sent out a video on the 15th of October inviting everyone to a Halloween Party. She'd also plan to set up activities for people who wanted to get into the Halloween spirit. Most of the decorations would be hand made and a day or two before. A few people mentioned that they wanted to help so Airy made sure to send out text with dates and locations of decoration projects. As Halloween neared people will notice orange, purple and black streamers lining the halls. The children were running around in masks even though it wasn't Halloween yet and the tension in HQ had begun to relax as the excitement of the holiday approached.

( Upon your arrival )

notthatpond

Who: Amy Pond
What: Arrival
Where: Forest, around HQ
When: 01/10
Warnings: None

It wasn't the first time that Amy had opened her eyes to see trees and find herself lay on the ground. So if anyone saw her then they might wonder why she didn't scramble to her feet. Amy lay there, listening and trying to work out exactly what was around her. The trees and other plant life were easy. It was just that Amy didn't know why she was waking up in the dirt.

There was no party. At least Amy didn't remember a party. She remembered the library and books. Then heading out to her car and checking her backpack for everything. Not that she had any doubt it was in there. Going away for break...

So it was no big surprise that when she was found and everything explained to her she was still sat on the ground. It was familiar. Made the fox feel better.

After a while where she was she did finally make a move. She wasn't sure where she was going. Amy couldn't even claim to be following her nose anywhere particular.

[ooc: feel free to find her wandering about since she has no clue where to go exactly or where anything is]

redarrowqueen

[A woman covered in both glass and blood along with a ton of bruises appears on the device after finding herself crash landing into the pool. She speaks after a few minutes and finding out her phone and archery gear are neatly waiting close by and are thankfully not wet or damaged.]

I got the quick and dirty version from the guy who found me so now what? Because there's someone in Star City who needs to go down in flames [meaning the nut who just stabbed her, she's also spent at least 10 minutes trying to reach Oliver and the team, nothing worked.]

And sorry for the mess. Was not expecting a very water based landing to boot. [That would explain the fact besides the blood and glass she's also dripping wet. She's also looking ready to drop from all of this but she's not on the verge of dying anymore.]

playsforkeeps

[The video feed initializes as some sort of blast sends it flying into an obstacle in a room in the magic training wing. The angle is odd, slightly slanted, but it affords a view of the action. Gambit pulls himself up from a prone position on a mat nearby, brining his bo-staff to bear against something off-screen...

...and then it moves into view. At least 8 feet long from nose to tail, it stands on its segmented, insectoid legs, bears it's jagged maw of teeth, and issues a hiss from it's gullet, flexing it's fore-claws, and then makes a series of sort, rasping sounds that someone might recognize as a laugh.]

SsssSSs...fUtuRe HOssssT, cEAssE tHiSSss STRugGlleeE...

[The giant bug monster struggles with speech, but it gets it's point across. The bo-staff in Remy's hands begins to glow a bright crimson and a nervous but confident laugh come from somewhere in his chest.]

If yo' plannin' on eatin' Cajun tonight, mon ami, yo' better recognize, it don' go down smooth.

[There's a hiss from the creature and it flexes it's four hind-legs to attack.]

(OOC: Action if you want to help Remy with the Brood. All other replies will come after the bug killing!)

waypastasking

[Steve had arrived in this strange place about a week ago, and he still didn't have a clue what was going on. The last thing that he remembered was watching Bucky go back in the ice. It was the only way that Steve could think about it honestly.

His thoughts also wandered to Tony and all of the people he left behind.... to Peggy.... God he had screwed the pooch so badly. He was pleased that the place at least was familiar, if not why he was there.

He sat on a bench in Central Park, lightly tapping his hand on his knee]

Look I know you said I was the strongest person you know, but I don't know about this....

defenderofmen

Who; Elena Michaels & OPEN
What; Quick Hello and Photography
Where; Around HQ
When; September 1st - 16th
Warnings; Mentions of nudity in the last prompt.

VIDEO: Rec Room: September 1st

[Elena doesn’t usually use the video function on any phone but she assumed it’d be easier if those she spoke to knew what she looked like. Her hair is long and blond, her expression calm but guarded. She’s sitting at a table in the recreation room which is only obvious because the door to the pool can be seen behind her.]

Hello everyone. I was looking for volunteers and I figured it was best to take this chance to introduce myself. My name is Elena Michaels and like many others I arrived on the platform; though I’ve been here for about a month now.

[A pen twirls between her fingers as she continues.]

I’ve recently acquired a camera and I’m looking for models. I have at least one volunteer but more would really help. I’ll be in the Rec Room if you want to look at my photos before agreeing. Thank you.

[Elena flashes a charming smile before turning off her phone.]

( ACTION: Rec Room or Cafeteria )

( ACTION: Photoshoot (Warning for content) )

mysterygirlcastle

[Alexis figured out the device after some trial and error but now she was a woman on a mission. She was not going to sit around for much longer which would explain the newspapers she borrowed.]

Let's make this short: anyone succeed in getting a non HQ job and are there options for those of us in college without going online? Otherwise I'll assume for the moment school is on hold.

And pardon me, I'm Alexis aka one of several new arrivals. This may not be my new York but at least a lot of things are the same. [She won't admit however she did try to call her dad, grams and even Kate but with no luck. Plus nobody knows what happened aka being kidnapped, its nice.]

defenderofmen

Who; Elena Micheal & OPEN
What; Adjusting...
Where; Around HQ
When; August 6th - 12th
Warnings; Fighting. Will change if there is anything else.

This place was something new, something strange and it kept Elena on edge. She had been assured that things were fine and that her other nature was something that was known if not accepted by those in HQ. That didn't mean she wanted to talk about it. She'd been bred to keep her secrets close and losing them shook her deeply.

In short, she hated this place.

( Sparring | Afternoons(8th,10th,12th) | Forest )

( Running | Any Day Before Sunrise | Forest )

( Eating | Breakfast/Lunch/Dinner | Cafeteria )

( Swimming | Midnight(10th) | Pool )

( Pacing | All hours of the day | Moon Dorms )

evercyclic

Who; EVERYONE!
What; The fearless leader of HQ has some information for a waiting crowd
Where; Cafeteria
When; August 2nd, 8:30pm - ??
Warnings; None as of yet, can be changed if content changes

A text message will be sent to the phones of all new arrivals in HQ at 2am on the 2nd. The text message contains the following:

"Greetings new arrivals! I'm certain all of you have dozens of questions and I'd very much like to answer them. If you would humor me, please meet me tomorrow evening at 9pm in the Cafeteria. It isn't the best location for a disclosure meeting, but I believe we all may fit. Until then, have a good evening."

( Upon your arrival )

evercyclic

Who; EVERYONE!
What; The new residents of HQ make their arrival!
Where; All unrestricted areas of HQ (and maybe some restricted areas, you naughty people)
When; July 24th, Mid-morning on
Warnings; None as of yet, can be changed if content changes

IT'S A MINOR BLIP IN TIME
Maybe you were showering, or sleeping, having breakfast. You might have been participating in your morning commute or fighting off a horde of zombies.

Whatever you were in the middle of, a strange sensation of disconnection comes over you, as though you're watching your life on screen, a passive audience to the proceedings. It's almost like, well, being sucked down the drain like every adolescent nightmare, the feeling of disconnection replaced quickly with a pain so deep, it's as though every atom of your being is pressed too closely together, and your vision goes dark. Then, just as quickly as the pain came over it, it's gone, reality snapping back into place like a stretched rubber band.

WELCOME TO NEW YORK CITY

When your eyes adjust, you find yourself in a slightly spartan room, standing on a platform that seems to be made of glass or some sort of crystal. Energy currents in blues and greens swirl within it, dizzying and hypnotizing if stared at for too long. You're shocked from the vision by a cheery, bubbly voice that belongs to a petite brunette grinning at you from the base of the steps that lead down from the platform. She apologizes for any inconvenience you may have been caused, and hands you a small package, explaining that inside you'll find a phone, a directory of locations within the complex you've arrived in, a charge card with a balance of $500, and a key to a room in the dormitories which can be reached by following the green line on your directory.

She apologizes again for how confusing this must all be, but assures you that everything will make sense soon!

OOC NOTES: Feel free to hit up any of the NPC starters, start your own threads under any of the locations provided, or start your own threads independent of the starters! Prose or brackets are welcomed! Once characters leave the Receiving Room, they will have full access to the Network, and you're free to post there as well!

CIRCLES OF LIFE

Circles
Of life,
Born from
Pulses
Of light,
Vibrate
To
Breathe,
While
Spiraling
Outwards
For
Infinity
Through
The lens
Of time,
And into
A sea
Of stars
And
Lucid
Dreams.

Poetry by Suzy Kassem

Cycle of Ages

Entries tagged with elena micheals

1st Flight | Video

04th Bite | Invitation [Video | Open]

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The remedy is the experience, it's a strange and all new play on words

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Taking time away [Closed]

Video | 11/1

EVENT 3 - HALLOWEEN TROUBLE

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Video

Accidental Video / Action @ the Magic Wing - Backdated 9/17

Action

02 Bite ~ Pursuing a Passion ~ OPEN

Video

01 Bite ~ Ways to Cope ~ OPEN

EVENT 1 - A VERY IMPORTANT MEETING

ARRIVAL LOG - First Wave

CIRCLES OF LIFE